Caleb
“What do I do, Mia?”
I couldn’t tolerate my sister’s pitying look, but I needed every bit of information I could get from her to make sense of my circumstances.
“Tell me again what happened? That doesn’t sound like Luka…”
I banged my fist on the table, jolting Mia, but not surprising her.
“I’m sorry,” I said, more tenderly, before sipping the tea that Octavia, my sister’s housekeeper, had laid out for us in her study.
My sister nodded, understanding perfectly.
“I’m just frustrated, because that’s the entire point. I don’t know if she’s the person she thought we knew at all. Who is this stranger?”
“So you said it happened at the clubhouse…”
“Yes. The elders clubhouse. I had gotten an urgent missive to come, that Luka was sick. And you know how her health has been…”
“She
